Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Keilani, thanks for being so nice. That’s won’t be necessary.”

Tyrone gazed at Keilani, his eyes carrying a subtle warning.

Maybe it was Tyrone’s stern look that made Keilani start to speak, then stop short.

Tyrone took Jennie to a big mall downtown. There was this massive children’s park in the basement.

Jennie, still a kid, loved the amusement park. She played there for almost an hour.

When Jennie was exhausted from playing, Tyrone led her to a stall and got her some drink.

The stall was packed, mostly with young girls. People kept sneaking peeks at Tyrone.

nudged her friend, whispering, “See that guy over there?

spotting Jennie with him. She murmured, “Too bad he’s got a kid. Otherwise, I

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That’s wonderful. Unlike

it was Tyrone’s turn to fetch the drink. Tyrone strolled over, picked up the drink, slipped a straw into it, and

had consumed about half, she started to blow bubbles into

glimpse of her doing this and

past a boutique, Tyrone picked out a couple of toys for Jennie. They were intricate wooden models that formed

paying for the toys, Tyrone

need to use the restroom, Jennie said,

you to the restroom. Can you manage

replied, nodding earnestly. She was confident about going to the restroom